[This is one of those moments where, back home, she'd just abstain. Say nothing, refuse to acknowledge, let someone step in apologetically and pull the conversation away.
Finding something to say instead is like pulling teeth. There's a long, awkward silence. Erika doesn't have to work very hard to avoid eye contact; just stare at the ceiling.]
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Finding something to say instead is like pulling teeth. There's a long, awkward silence. Erika doesn't have to work very hard to avoid eye contact; just stare at the ceiling.]
...I don't - I don't know. [She mumbles it.] You're already here.